Ninth Special District

Two days later, in the industrial zone on the outskirts of Pingdao City, Qin Yu stood in front of the four large warehouses, staring at the surroundings with amazement and said, "Xiaoliang, where did you get these four large warehouses? This area is a bit scary. Alright. "

"A few years ago, I bought it when I was a little free." Zhang Liang did not shy away and said with a smile: "It was originally intended to be sold to my dad's first electrical plant as a reserve warehouse, but I did not expect that I still use it myself. Go up. "

"Pingdao here is an industrial area, and the land will be more and more valuable." Qin Yu sighed: "You four warehouses, you can change a private plane in the future."

"Haha." Zhang Liang smiled: "I don't have that body to control a private jet. Keep it low-key and let me and my brothers live a better life."

"Well." Qin Yu said with his back: "You can put the goods first, even if the supplier can't mention the shipments temporarily, then I will sacrifice some of the Black Street's share and sell them on your side first."

Zhang Liang didn't say thank you when he heard this, only nodded and said, "Well, earning money together."

"Di Lingling!"

While the two were talking, Qin Yu's cell phone rang: "Hello?"

"Do you have time tomorrow night? Let's have a meal together?" Ye Lin invited.

"Yes." Qin Yu said with a smile: "You choose a place, I invite you."

"Okay, tomorrow night, I will call you."

"Ok!"

After two simple sentences, the two ended the call.

Ma's second child stuck his waist and asked urgently: "Is Ye Lin looking for you?"

"Hehe." Qin Yu smiled: "By going through this stage, the good days are finally here."

...

The member area of ​​the World Union Political Alliance, the seventh district of South Shanghai.

In the city center, in the 33rd-floor hotel room of the Sea View, a handsome middle-aged man in his forties, with a sturdy figure, still playing with his computer.

"Di Lingling!"

A ringing of the phone rang, and the handsome middle-aged man answered the phone: "Hello?"

"Mr. Yu, Agent He has asked you to eat at the hotel at nine tonight. Do you think you have time?" The secretary asked.

Yu Zong thought for a while, looked down at his watch and said, "Notify him at half past nine, I have another party at night."

"Okay." The secretary nodded. "Then I will reserve a place from the hotel restaurant now?"

"Okay, you order."

"Well, then I'll do it." The secretary nodded and hung up the phone.

...

At around 9:40 pm, President Yu wore an expensive trench coat and led the two men into the hotel lobby with a stride.

The secretary came running to greet and whispered, "Agent He has arrived."

"How many people?" Yu President asked.

"Four."

"Well." After President Zong nodded, he walked steadily towards the elevator.

After a few minutes.

Everyone came to the restaurant area on the 18th floor and entered the antique Chinese box together.

Indoors, four middle-aged men got up after seeing the president entering the house. One of the relatively short men, introduced to his companion with a smile and said: "This is Jiangzhou Yu, which I always mentioned with you, and 30% of the drugs circulating on the ground of our South Shanghai market are from his family. . "

"Hello, President Yu, long admiration!"

"Hello!"

"...!"

The other three welcomed them one after another.

Yu always doesn't know these people, but still nods to them politely.

"Mr. Yu, let me introduce you in detail. This is Ding Maogang, the younger brother-in-law of the Deputy Mayor of Songjiang City, District Nine, and the president of Jinsheng Foreign Trade Company." : "Both are senior executives of Jinsheng Company, Xu Yan and Liu Dong."

After Mr. Yu froze for a while, he immediately reached out to the three and said, "Oh, it turns out to be the boss of District Nine. Hello, how are you ..."

After the two sides stood at the door and greeted a few words, the small middle-aged man greeted everyone to sit down.

"Old Ho, what are you playing, don't you say it's a private party?" Yu Zong sat on the throne, whispering to the small middle-aged man and asked, "What are you doing to call so many big guys here?" ?Ha ha."

"Just know it." Lao He sold a pass.

"Don't talk nonsense." Yu Zong pouted and asked, "What the **** are you doing?"

"Oh, it's not my business." Old He smiled and looked up and shouted, "Waiter, let's serve!"

President Yu sat on the throne and intervened to look at the three bosses from the nine districts, and did not take the initiative to speak.

Lao He talked to several people one by one, and then began to quote the topic: "Brother Ding, I can recommend this person to you. Whether you can talk about things in a while depends on your sincerity. "

"Haha, that's easy to say." Ding Maogang reached out and picked up the bottle, and smiled back: "Come on, I will respect the first one first."

Yu Zong blinked his eyes and replied with a smile: "This foolish wine can't be drunk, you have to let me know from scratch!"

Ding Mao just poured a whole glass of red wine, and then stood up and rushed at President Yu said: "I respect you first!"

After that, Ding Maogang swallowed his neck.

Yu Zong was slightly stunned, turning his head to look at Lao He, and asked softly, "What is your friend, thirsty?"

"Haha!" Lao He smiled and waved his hand in greeting: "Brother Ding, come, you sit down first."

Ding Mao just wiped the corners of his mouth, bent down and sat on the chair.

"It's not really I invited you today," Lao He turned his head and looked at General Manager Yu. "It's Brother Ding Zhang Luo's game. I asked you to call you."

"What's wrong?" Yu President asked.

"He wants to talk to you about the drug business, hehe, get rich together." Lao He responded with a smile.

Upon hearing this, President Yu immediately frowned and quickly remembered some recent events in Songjiang, Jiu District.

"Zong Yu, I don't hide from you, I have been dealing with you for a long time ..." Ding Maogang was ready to hold a few more words.

"What about Songjiang's deputy mayor's uncle?" Yu Zong suddenly interrupted: "Do you have a relationship with the three sons?"

Lao Hewen was silent, no longer intervening.

"Oh, yes, he is my nephew." Ding Maogang nodded frankly.

"So what is the strength of this wine?" Yu Zong stood up directly and greeted expressionlessly: "Leave."

The secretary immediately ran to the door and helped President Yu take off his coat.

"Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu, you have to hear him finish talking first!" Lao He stopped.

Mr. Yu suddenly turned around and pointed at Lao He and said, "Why did you introduce me to any friends ?! Some time ago, a little girl of my family's relatives died in Fengbei, did you **** know?"

Lao He was stunned in place.

"Today I will give you a face," Yu Zong pointed at Lao He and continued: "Otherwise they will definitely not be able to leave."

After finishing speaking, President Yu turned around and left.

...

Songjiang, at the gate of Phoenix Entertainment, Kaiyuan District.

A girl with a very handsome appearance, carrying rice noodles in her left hand, asked Wu Tianyong familiarly with her words: "Hey, what time will you close the booth at night?"

Wu Tianyin was stunned: "Your shop is closed and I will close the booth."

"Hey, give you a job, do you do it?" The girl replied with a smile: "Your cousin introduced me."

"what?"

"In the future, you will send me home every night ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I will give you two dollars for the fare." The girl said succinctly: "I live in the apartment not far in front."

Wu Tianyin knew this girl, because the other party would come to him to buy supper almost every night, so he was happy to ask back: "Can you wait? I have to be late to be free."

"I must be late after work."

"Okay, then that's the way to go. I'll give you later in the evening." Wu Tianyin nodded immediately and should take the errand.

"Well, I came down to find you at night." After the girl nodded, she turned and walked away.

on the street.

The girl carried the rice noodle in her left hand, and took out the phone in her right hand, dialing a number.

"Hey? Shaohu, what are you doing?"

"Busy ...!" (To be continued)